William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare
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an English poet and playwright, widely regarded as the greatest writer in the English language and the world's pre-eminent dramatist. He is often called England's national poet and the "Bard of Avon". His surviving works, including some collaborations, consist of about 38 plays, 154 sonnets, two long narrative poems, and several other poems. His plays have been translated into every major living language and are performed more often than those of any other playwright.

Shakespeare was born and raised in Stratford-upon-Avon. At the age of 18, he married Anne Hathaway, with whom he had three children: Susanna, and twins Hamnet and Judith. Between 1585 and 1592, he began a ... more »

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  • ''The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day.
    Now spurs the lated traveller apace
    To gain the timely inn.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. 1st Murderer, in Macbeth, act 3, sc. 3, l. 5-7.
  • ''O, what a world of vile ill-favoured faults,
    Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Anne, in The Merry Wives of Windsor, act 3, sc. 4, l. 31-2 (1602).
  • ''Keep this man safe;
    Give him all kindness. I had rather have
    Such men my friends than enemies.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Antony, in Julius Caesar, act 5, sc. 4, l. 27-9. On the capture of Lucilius.
  • ''Beatrice. I am stuffed, cousin, I cannot smell.
    Margaret. A maid, and stuffed! There's goodly catching of cold.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Beatrice and Margaret, in Much Ado About Nothing, act 3, sc. 4, l. 64-6. Beatrice is "st...
  • Bottom. What is Pyramus? A lover or a tyrant?
    Quince. A lover that kills himself, most gallant, for love.
    Bottom. That will ask some tears in the true performing of it. If I do it, let t...
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Bottom and Quince, in A Midsummer Night's Dream, act 1, sc. 2, l. 22-6.
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Best Poem of William Shakespeare

All The World's A Stage

All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in ...

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